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You're the one for me

Being a generous person has never been in a petty girl's dictionary. With great aspirations unfinished in her old life, the young woman transmuted into the body of a saint from a fantasy world. To guarantee her safety, the young woman tries to hide her old personality, assuming the identity of Sofia Werneck. But when she finds out that the old Demon King is still alive and wants her as a bride, her facade of kindness begins to crumble. She swears under the skies that she is not the only bad one here!

CorujaSOS · Fantasy
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12 Chs

Sleeping is irrelevant

Admiring Sofia in having a magnificent body belonging to the top of the beauty classifications, in splendor and glory, the cookies and tea brought by Maria became tastier. Perhaps, what brings anguish in all this glory, is my lack of dignity while taking a shower. I look like I'm in a washroom. I'm rubbed and polished until it shines ...

Remembering that, cookies have their flavor diminished. In sympathy, the tent roof looks as dull as my future. It is appropriate to keep my complaints to internal murmurs, it is my lot to be treated like a doll. It's better than dying... Until today, I don't know what happened to my real body.

Before I begin to start unrestrained and meaningless thoughts, I hear footsteps outside the tent.

Maria leaves and then returns with the announcement that our camp has visitors.

That's how I met Paula. The woman with the brightest forehead I can remember.

***

Outside, it was dark and gloomy. I'm sorry to have to leave, my tent was cozy.

The group that came to our camp did not have many people. In addition to the coachman, there were only two horsemen accompanying a carriage. I don't recognize the badge on the top of it and when I asked Maria, she informs me that she is from Count Cuba. The rose depicted on the coat of arms is very expressive... abstract painting?

When a brunette girl, wearing a yellow dress comes down, she raises some admirations from the knights.

I hide my face in disgust. I'll try to see where I put the opportunity to increase the discipline of these guys. I always thought they had immunity because of me.

"Sorry for the inconvenience. My name is Paula Cuba, I hope your grace has not interrupted your sleep because of me "

Interrupt my sleep, you didn't interrupt. Just my appetite.

I find that I found a rival, but a child. My smile is more beautiful than yours.

"I don't care, Miss Cuba. I thank the gods for the chance to help those in need. I notice a wounded rider inside the carriage. Come in and welcome. We will help you spend the night in a peaceful way. I will help you recover myself "

I give the group my [maximum level kind smile].

"Thank you! When I looked at the flags of the holy knights, I didn't believe in my good luck! "

The knight's wound was easily healed by me. At that time I was dampened by Sofia's super capacity.

I wanted to be suspicious of the nightly visit of an unknown carriage coming at night, but the horsemen made adequate inspections of the carriage to reach me safely.

If Paula Cuba is a member of the Cuba family, I will find out when I arrive in Nicola City.

Paula was placed in an extra tent next to me. Until it was put to use, the young Miss Cuba told the reason for the group's sorry state. Like a withered flower, its state of panic was evident. He had gone on a trip to a small village, near the City of Cuba, called Consoladora.

Her cousin was one of the residents of that small village, and as usual, monthly visits were frequent as an exchange of favors between families. Both were of similar age and the parents encourage the interaction between the two.

But when his family was returning to Cuba, his carriage was attacked by thieves. The thieves were poorly dressed and in poor health, but it was still very difficult to be misdirected. They were in great numbers.

The origin of the thieves was not a mystery, due to the unknown disease that had been happening in these villages in the last few weeks, the number of former farmers who were forced to abandon their lands was many. With no other option, carriages with few guards were good targets for theft.

On the run, one of his guards was seriously injured and another died.

Paula did not fail to regret that she should have listened to her father and not left home during these difficult times.